It was a sunny day, with leaves of all colors falling. In the field where Klinscy was standing, their were a bunch of large white awnings set up in preparations for a celebration. For today was a day of thanksgiving to ASDF and all loyal ASDFers were invited to come celebrate him and his popularity.*

Klinscy looked around at the grills with burgers, the dunk tank, and the extreamly huge inflateable slide/obstacle course. He looked around for people he knew

Klinscy walked over to the guy cooking burgers and asked him for one. He wonders why no one else he knows has shown up yet. He really wants to go on the 2 mile long inflatable-bouncey-obstacle-course. "Hey Greyson, I'll race you on the obby!"

Assdef leaned against the bar and sipped at his Manhattan. The drink often reminded him of the colors of autumn, as the warmth of the whiskey overcame the briskness of the cool fall wind. "'Tis a beautiful day to be an ASDFian," he thought to himself.

The smell of freshly barbecued burgers and dogs made assdef's stomach rumble, and he sauntered over to the grill to take in the fare. Standing next to him was Klinscy, clamoring to race down the gigantic air-filled obstacle course. The fatherly instinct in assdef's mind wondered if Klinscy might digest his food first before the strenuous physical activity, which might otherwise cause him to vomit if he didn't take his time. "But what would be a party without any puking?" assdef thought to himself.

Helping himself to a cheeseburger and some delicious potato salad, assdef sat down at a nearby picnic table with his food and drink, thinking that this was a pretty solemn celebration for the 300,000th post. "Where's the DJ? The other guests?" assdef asked aloud.

Anonymously Famous, who was helping to set up the turntable, switchboard and the rest of the DJ equipment, poked his head up from behind the DJ's area. "Hold your horses, assdef! Haven't you heard of being 'fashionably late'?"

Having just finished his part of the setup, he went and filled his own plate, then joined assdef at the picnic table.

Greyson nods "If you insist in doing so. What does the winner get?" he asked and saw anonymously famous helping to put up the DJ equipment and also assdef drinking something. "Looks like some of the others showed up as well" he said and smiled.

(im actually a Dj in real life by n by lol they call me Dj DudeMan......lol i know i use this name everywhere)

Dude man finished the set up connecting the last few speakers and turning on the mixer and tables.....he still uses the old vinyl tables......prefers the sound over the new cd tables.......he grabs the mic and pulls it infront of him, "alright guys so let me know if you want to hear something specific......but im starting with this".......and at that Dj Dude Man gives the table on the right a spin making a crazy fastforward noise before he switches to a crazy hardcore electronica song.....bass thumping and the lights already set up for the song.....who knew there would be a crazy light show for this party??.........but John always came prepared......he sarts bobbing to the beat with head phones on but only over one ear and start preparing for what hes gonna switch to after this track.....

Alex turned the corner as DudeMan stared playing the music. "Well that killed my ear drums." She shook her head as if trying to get her ears to work again. Yelling over the music, she stared sprinting over to Greyson. "Greyson! I thought there would be more people than this!"

Budd, running late to the party, tried to make it in as fast as he could. "Urrg, being late SUCKS!" When he pulled in, he saw Grayson with another ASDFer by the inflatable 2 mile long obstacle course, he got out and joined assdef, "Quit the party, huh." Budd had never been to a party like this before, "Yeah." (hope that wasn't too much controlling, just needed him to say this.) assdef said, Budd could tell this was NOT his thing. "Hmm, 2 miles long?" He said to himself. "Oh yeah, you better believe it." Another ASDF'er, Megan (made up), walked up to Budd. Grayson and Klinscy were standing there, getting ready. "Beat ya there!" Megan said, she ran in, leaving Budd, Anonymous, and Klinscy alone. She ran fast, but Budd knew he could run faster. Budd jumped in, jumping over the hurtles, running, he was about 3 seconds behind Megan now. "WOOOO!" Budd cried, it was only about 10 minutes into the party, but Budd was having the time of his life.